Founder of Drakavel

gracious • impartial • reserved

Wings outstretched, Enthel spiralled with the thermals and gazed upon the land, searching. The plateau below her stretched on, endless, uninterrupted. And yet she knew that here she would find what she was looking for.

In the distance, a glimmer of light caught her eye. A peak rose up before her, a great spike of rock surging up towards the heavens. As she neared, she felt as though her body became weightless, her burdens lifting. She floated gently down to land on top of the spire, and gazed up at the sky. The sunbeams pierced the clouds, bathing her in warmth and light.

And Enthel knew.

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A towering picture of grace and dignity, Enthel leads her city by virtue of her stolid nature. She seldom has need for action; a look and a soft word from her is typically enough to quell any disputes. She does not wield this authority without the power to back it up, however: in the early days of the clan she was a fierce warrior, fighting to ensure the security of her Spire, and if the need arises she will not hesitate to take up arms once more.